Soul's Windows

Author's Note at the bottom~

"Human speech"

"human thought"

"Summon/Bijuu/Black Zetsu Speech"

"Summon/Bijuu/Black Zetsu thought"

DISCLAIMER: I'm saying this once, of course I don't own the Naruto franchise or anything in Naruto except for any theories, concepts, and OCs I introduce in this story. Otherwise, Naruto isn't mind... DUH!

Chapter 1: Rainbow Child

"The eyes are the windows to the soul." That is the quote I live by- or well, that was a quote I lived by. Why'd I change that sentence you might ask? Well apparently I just died. It's a funny story actually, or well not funny but.. look, it's a story. It seems my life quote got me killed also. You see, there I was, in a book store at a mall in the Manga section grabbing the latest five volumes of the Naruto series. Let me tell you I am a HUGE Naruto geek. I knew as much as I could read, any debate I'd gotten in with another Naruto fan, I'd usually won. How? Well another little known fact about me, I have photographic memory. Everything I see, I remember.

Anyway, I was grabbing the latest five volumes, even though I had already read them online, and I start walking toward the register. On the way there, a guy was about to pass me.. he gave off a weird vibe so I turned to look at him and he looked at me. As we passed each other, I starred at his eyes, once again living by my quote, and something just didn't sit right. So after I passed him, I'd went to the closes mall officer right at the entrance to the book store and pointed out the guy who was already at the register. He saw me point him out and it was at that moment, he drew a gun and-

POW!

There I was, on the ground with a bullet in my chest. The strange thing was, however, was that I was totally okay with that. I mean of course I'd miss my family, but I was a 22 year old woman already graduated college, already managing a popular hotel in a little known tourist country. I don't know about you, but I was sort of set and I didn't really fear death. Of course I didn't want to die but now that I am I was sort of curious about what the afterlife was like.

So there I am, excited to find out, and... I just don't find out. Why? Well, you see, that's another story that I'm about to tell you.

Next thing I realize is that I'm somewhere tight. It got tighter and tighter. It pretty much got so tight that.. it didn't hurt but I had the urge to do something strange. I had the urge to cry. All of a sudden there was light, it was so bright that I had to close my eyes and I took that chance to start crying. I have no idea why, but I just did.

There were voices, I couldn't understand them at the time because I was crying too loud to make anything out. After that, everything sort of went by really quickly. I eventually stopped crying because I went to sleep. When I woke up, I started crying again. Didn't stop until I was sucking on something and then when I felt full I'd gone back to sleep.

This happened over and over and over for quite a long time. Until one day, I was trying to walk like everyone else. My attention span was growing pretty quick at that point because, well I was already an adult. Right? Wrong. Now that I could actually pay attention, I'd realized that I was, in fact, not and adult. I was a toddler... a freaking toddler. So, I guess reincarnation does exist, however I still had memory of my past life so I must have glitched in the process or something.

My reaction when I finally had the capability to realize what the hell was going on was... anticlimactic. However, my first English word in this new baby body was, "What.." and my first Japanese word was, "Nani". My Mother was fairly surprised by my first Japanese word, probably because she'd never tried to get me to say it. Funny thing is, in my previous life, I had two years of experience in the Japanese language, so it wasn't particularly difficult to catch on to the language.

By the time I was three years old and able to walk for the most part, and had the ability to speak half sentences (however just to not freak out my mom, I did act as if I was still learning how to comprehend communication) something major had already made itself clear to me. In fact, many things were made clear to me.

First: I wasn't simply reborn back on earth in The Land of the Rising Sun. No, no, no. You see, when I was about two, I was able to remember most things instead of instantly forgetting like most babies. Thus, I do remember being carried by my mother through a dirt street surrounded by a lot of people in a village-like setting. I had just woken up, and the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the background of the village we were in. There was a huge mountain with faces carved in it. My first thought was, "Oh, Mount Rushmore."

That's when it hit me. People were speaking Japanese everywhere.. not English. So this couldn't have been the United States of America. We should be in Japan, but there was no type of mountain with face carvings. It was at that very moment that I wiped my sleepy eyes and tried to get a better look at the mountain. There was no mistaking it, I knew those huge faces anywhere.

Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and Minato Namikaze. Hokages one to four.

"This can't be possible.." I thought. "The Hokage Monument was fictional. It was from an manga series for god's sake, their's no way.." I needed reassurance. I wouldn't believe it without more evidence that I was reborn within the Naruto world. The thought struck me that evidence should be all around me, all I had to do was look around.

So I did.

Of course there were more civilians, but also walking around in large abundance were people, men and woman, boys and girls, wearing a headband that any Naruto fan would be all too familiar with. Actually no, not headband, but hitai-ate. And they had the leaf symbol on it. That was when I'd found out that I was reborn in Konohagakure no Sato. And to be honest.. I cried. It was a mix of joy and fear, but I cried and of course my mom rushed home to find out what was wrong.

That's another thing, I only had a mother for some reason. I mean, of course in the ninja world it's not uncommon to be missing a family member because they might be a Shinobi. I know my mother was one, because she has a hitai-ate under her bed in her room that I found while casually crawling around. Maybe my dad died in the line of duty. I know I had an older brother, but I don't see him very often at all, so I can't remember him very clearly. Of course, if I were to see him now then I'd remember, but I'm pretty sure the last time I saw him was about a year ago.

Now that I'm three, I've already come to terms with where I've been reborn. However, now I have to figure out what I can do.. I mean, I remember everything about this world, I remember what happened in the past and what happens in the future. So the big question for me is, what do I do about it.

Or better yet, what can I do about it. I have the chance to become a shinobi, I can literally feel the chakra coursing through me at this point. But hey, I'm still three. I've got time, right?..

Today, I was casually walking around trying to find something. Not anything specific but just something. Why? Well there are these major things in the Narutoverse called clans. I wanted to know if I was just part of a minor shinobi family, or was I apart of a clan. My mom was just sitting and smiling at me, probably enjoying watching me walk around with curiosity. After aimlessly walking around our living room, I got frustrated and just sat down on the floor. I had to think of some way to find out my lineage, and maybe that would give me another Idea of the time period I'm in.

When I saw the Hokage monument, it had the Minato's face on it. So I could be anywhere from the beginning of his Hokage career to when Naruto brings Tsunade back for the position of Fifth Hokage. That, obviously, doesn't help very much since it that time period spans for around 13 to 14 years.

I sighed, trying to think. The frustration made me want to pull my still growing hair out.. wait a minute. The main way to distinguish someone who may be in a clan is their appearance of course! I stood back up and looked around. There wouldn't be a mirror in the living room, so I made my way to my mothers room, thus prompting my mother to follow me.

I got there and saw the mirror leaning against the wall next to her bed. Immediately I raced over there as fast as my little legs could take me and took a look at myself in the mirror. What I saw sort of shocked me.

"I..I.. am a freaking cute kid!" I thought, moving my hand to my hair. It was pure, and I mean pure shining white. Not grey, not silver, not light silver, no it was pure white. And my eyes? dark onyx. Basically black but technically onyx colored. Usually someone with dark eyes wouldn't draw much attention, but with hair like this and how much they contrast each other, I predicted I was gonna be a cutie when I got older. However, I realized this didn't help my situation. My mother had the same hair, but purple eyes. What clan has features like that? My skin was a normal fair color, not really pale, but not tan either so it's just fair.

As my frustrations at not knowing what else I could do began taking over my mind again, my mom brought me back to reality. She'd picked me up and sat me in her lap in front of the mirror, taking a seat in the chair she had pulled up. "Are you interested in your hair, little one?" She asked.

Once again, my hands went to my hair, still short and not even reaching my shoulders yet. It's silky and soft, yet unkempt at the same time but it wasn't matted and there were no tangled knots. I nodded in response to my mother's question.

"Well, I named you after your hair. Did you know that?"

What? No.

"I named you Nijiko, which means rainbow child. I named you that because your hair does something that mine doesn't, even though they are the same color."

I tilted my head in interest, I'm used to hearing her call me Niji-chan, my nickname. Hearing her say my full first name, Nijiko was actually a bit weird. "What it do, Kaa-san?" I asked, deliberately leaving out the "does" in that sentence.

"When light shines directly onto your hair, a sheen of different colors of the rainbow can be seen on it. White is said to contain all colors, which is why different colors appear."

I understood what she said, but just to keep up the act. "Kaa-san, what is sheen?"

She smiled and lifted me up off of her lap and put me directly into the setting sunlight shining through the window. I realized what she was doing and looked at myself in the mirror. Sure enough, my hair was still obviously white but you could also see different colors in the mix. "That is sheen. A soft shine or texture."

In my previous life, I was decent. Had average hair and average eyes. In this life, my appearance was amazing and I'm only three. However, despite my curiosity, I am not looking forward to puberty again.

"Kaa-san, when will I see Onii-san again?" I went ahead and broke that question out since we were already here. Plus I was wondering.

A soft, and sort of sorrowful smile grew onto her face as she set me back down in her lap. Why? "Well Niji-chan, he is young but he is a ninja already. He's busy a lot."

"How old is Onii-san?"

"Hm, well his birthday is actually coming up in a week. On October 19, Shisui will be turning 11 years old."

That moment. The millisecond that sentence was completed, I had a mental breakthrough. "Shisui?... Can't be... but there is only one Shisui that I can think of. How can he of all people be my older brother?! And if that's the case, then-"

"Kaa-san? Am I Uchiha?"

"Good job Niji-chan, you remembered your surname!" She clapped in surprise and happiness. While I, well.. I was shutting down internally.

"Are you Uchiha?"

She shook her head. "Your father was an Uchiha, however me and him did not get the chance to get married. He died before we could. Both him and your Onii-san's mother."

I'm half Uchiha. That would explain my hair not being dark. That would also explain my eyes being onyx. That would explain us not living in the Uchiha compound. And that would explain me not being able to see my older brother very often, because he'd been a shinobi for a while now. I always remembered Shisui was orphaned, but it was never specifically explained when his parents died. And the fact that she said his mother meant that my mother was his stepmom, and he was technically half brother.

Wait a second. Alright, I'm going to have to dig deep into my photographic memory really quick and do a bit of math. I don't know all of the hard facts, but all I needed was Shisui's age. An age difference between Shisui and Itachi was never clarified, but it obviously couldn't be anymore than a three to five year age difference between the two. So, if Shisui's about to turn eleven, and there is a three to five age difference..

Itachi should be around six to eight years old. Meaning Sasuke is already born, but still around my age. I sighed in small relief.

The Uchiha Massacre was still years away. That gave me time to think about what to do, and a more specific concept of where in time I was in relation to Naruto and Sasuke's life times. Anyway, now that that panic is over, it's time for a rant.

OH MY DAMMIT!

Out of all the damn clans in Konoha, I had to be an Uchiha, didn't I? I couldn't be a Nara, or a Hyuga. Hell, I'd have been fine with Akimichi, and I love dogs so the Inuzuka would have been perfect. But nooooooo I was placed in the clan who has a curse placed on them and their eyes basically bullshit logic.

Great.. just great.

AN: Sooo, what's up everyone? Novice writer GlitchedVirasia here, but you can just call me Virasia and once you come to love me, Vira. I may suck at writing but, hey I do my best. I had this random thought about, "what if I was reborn into the Narutoverse" and I started reading other fanfics about OC characters being reborn in this world. So I was like, "Eh.. why not. Might as well try." So, here I am with Nijiko's story! Please give me a lot of support and constructive(and only constructive) criticism. I'll tell you now that I do have a very demanding job, so I have no set schedule for updates. Sorry in advance, and get your tomatoes prepared to launch at me when I update super late.

Anyway~ Read and Review please! Cya next time!